It started in high school, the one time I could have been booked for underage drinking– although I don’t think they booked you back then.
Having been anti-war made me by default anti-establishment, so I hung with the hippy/flower child, mind-altering-substance users and commune-conjurers. Marijuana was a staple at gatherings. I often had a “toke” or two; dropping LSD, popping mushrooms, and whiffing lines of cocaine were experimental for me.
Today, I realize how fortunate I was, and am, on many levels. The consequences of having been caught and prosecuted would have barred me from the career path I was destined for — requiring licensures in early childhood and family education and early childhood special education and assignments in a number of school districts.